Chi Yue slept so soundly that when she woke up, it was already ten o'clock.
She was the only one in the dormitory. The heavy blackout curtains hung down from the window sill, leaving the room without a speck of light, like a grave lost in a corner.
Chi Yue rubbed her temples, feeling a heaviness in her head as if it were filled with lead, uncomfortable. She yawned and grabbed her phone to check it—
Messages, calls, so many of them. There were ones from Uncle Wang, Qiao Dongyang, and also from Yu Feng.
Chi Yue was startled.
How could she have slept so deeply?
She was a bit skeptical of herself, then let it go, probably she was just exhausted from the past two days at the hospital.
She returned calls to several people, asking and explaining. By the time she put down her phone, got ready, and rushed to the competition area, it was almost eleven o'clock.
